Fantasy: God-level sign-in system

Chapter 728 Here Comes

"Your material is good. If you are trained properly, you will definitely become a top player in the world. But it's a pity..."

"What a pity!"

"It's a pity that your master doesn't want to teach you well. The cultivation methods he passed on to you are nothing but empty cultivation methods..."

Hearing this, Sun Wenzhi coughed violently and his face turned red.

"Impossible! How could Master lie to me!"

The old man said softly: "Anyone who cultivates true qi, if he is not gifted, must use peerless pills as a guide to forcibly expand his meridians. This is the reason why there are not many people who cultivate true qi in the world, but there are some exceptions... ..." The old man paused, and rubbed the hair that was messed up by grabbing the scimitar just now with the palm of his hand.

"Maybe it's because my old man hasn't been on the mountain for decades. I didn't expect an ordinary person to be able to cultivate zhenqi! According to the situation between me and you, the zhenqi in your body is just a fake zhenqi That's all. Your master should know this, but he didn't stop, and let you continue to practice. Your body is not suitable for cultivating true qi, and you forced to cultivate false true qi, which eventually led to... Hehe, you know your body situation!"

Sun Wenzhi was startled, "What? Cough...how could this be?"

"I came out of Ningguo. I met a lot of people along the way, and many of them were cultivating false zhenqi. If these people didn't experience physical discomfort, then...hehe...at the cost of their own lives..."

The more Sun Wenzhi listened, the colder he became, but he still couldn't feel any hatred for Master.

"Of course, there will be some people who come into contact with that trace of true qi when they are cultivating false true qi by chance and coincidence, and then store it in their dantian, successfully transitioning from cultivating false true qi to cultivating true qi. I guess your master probably has such fantasies about you?"

The old man looked at Ning Xueluo, and saw that Ning Xueluo had faintly gained the upper hand, and he was not in a hurry at the moment, and continued: "However, your master should know that you are not suitable after seeing your abnormal body. Cultivate True Qi..."

Sun Wenzhi didn't listen to a word, and the scene when he met Master for the first time flashed in his mind.

The weather was exceptionally fine that day, with no clouds in the sky. Sun Wenzhi gently moved the broken bowl in front of him, hoping that someone would give him a copper coin.It has been four days, and Sun Wenzhi hasn't eaten a little bit of food for four days.Whenever he was very hungry, he would scoop up a bowl of water from the moat—to satisfy his hunger.But now, Sun Wenzhi has no energy to scoop water.

"Wen Zhi, when you grow up, mother, I just want you to be the number one in the exam and serve the country! Now that the old emperor has brought down the country, the little emperor has ascended the throne. Now, what the country lacks most is civil servants to govern the country. You see, Mother gave you a name, Wen Zhi, Wen Zhi, you must aspire to follow Wen!"

Sun Wenzhi smiled bitterly. Every time he could no longer hold on, he would think of what his mother had told him, and he was determined to be literary!

"Haha... determined to be literary! I listened to you since I was a child, read every day, read every day, read, read, read..." Sun Wenzhi suddenly grabbed the broken bowl in front of him, "Read! Read! Read..."

He kept chanting in his mouth, and the strength in his hand came from nowhere, tightly grasping the broken bowl, the edge of the bowl cut his palm, he didn't care at all, he kept chanting, his eyes became red.

He really wanted to drop the bowl in his hand to vent his anger.But he knew that if he dropped the bowl, he would have nothing to beg for.Sun Wenzhi gently put down the bowl, looking at the bloody palm, tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Mom, I miss you so much..."

Sun Wenzhi buried his head in his arms, he really wanted to cry out, but he was so exhausted that he couldn't even make a whining sound.He really wants to die now, he really wants to jump from here, jump into the river and finish it off.However, before his mother died, he told him not to let him take revenge, but to live on!For his mother's last wish, Sun Wenzhi, who was orphaned at a very young age, just survived like this, but now he really wants to die.

Thinking that he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide by jumping into the river, Sun Wenzhi became even more sad. Tears kept streaming out, but he couldn't make any sound...

"Give!"

Sun Wenzhi raised his head with difficulty, and through layers of mist, a steamed stuffed bun came into view.He didn't have the strength to look up again, the bun in front of him flickered, Sun Wenzhi thought that the bun was going to leave, so he stretched out his hands and grabbed it, and opened his mouth to bite.A huge bun was eaten by him in an instant.

He wiped away his tears, then raised his head, and saw a kind white-haired old man with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Have you suffered a lot of grievances?"

Sun Wenzhi couldn't stop crying when he heard that someone cared about him.

"Come with me, I will lead you to live!"

Sun Wenzhi said silently: "Survive?"

The white-haired old man nodded as if he could hear his words, and gently pulled Sun Wenzhi up without caring about Sun Wenzhi's dirty hands.

Since then, Sun Wenzhi has changed his direction. He no longer aspires to follow the literature, but wants to gain strength. Only by gaining strength can he protect himself...

"No!" Sun Wenzhi yelled, "Master will not lie to me! Master will not lie to me! He gave me the hope of living and the reason to live, it is impossible!"

The old man spread his hands, "Can you feel the dantian?"

"Dantian?" Sun Wenzhi shook his head when he heard this word for the first time.

"That's right, the meridians cannot store true energy, only the dantian can. The false true energy you practice does not exist in the meridians, but...in your flesh and blood. Therefore, after you meet a real master, you will be able to store it." I will be defeated soon. I show weakness, but I just want to verify my idea just now."

The old man looked at Qian Bushan's side, and there was only one guard left struggling to support him.

"When people get old, they like to chatter, boy, if you can see the true face of your master before you die, you can be considered dead!" As soon as the words fell, the old man's shoulders shook slightly, and it was Sun Wenzhi who reappeared in front of him.

Before Sun Wenzhi recovered from the shock just now, a gust of wind blew by, and Sun Wenzhi felt himself floating in the air. He remembered the first time his master taught him Kung Fu:

"Master, can I really cultivate true qi?"

"Of course, anyone in the world can cultivate true qi."

"Then can I be as powerful as Master?"

The white-haired old man said softly: "Of course, as long as you are obedient, Master will definitely let you become as powerful as Master..."